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131 : Attack At The Cottage

VERENAMy face turns cold, my heart hammering against my ribs. “What?! Who attacked it?” “Seems like some kind of a Shadow Den Gang,” Kyla’s voice crackles with urgency through the mind-link. “These guys are ruthless—according to the information I have, they specialize in kidnapping omegas and selling them on the black market.” Panic claws at my throat, like icy fingers that squeeze the air out from my lungs. “Where are you?” I ask. The silence that stretches on feels like an eternity. Then, Kyla’s faint and breathless voice fills the link. “I’m inside the cottage,” she gasps, “I’m hiding some of the girls I could get in the basement. They haven’t—Ah!” Kyla’s voice trails off, a choked sob escaping her lips. A jolt runs through my spine. No. I hope she’s safe. My blood runs cold. “Kyla! Are you there?!” I ask, feeling my heart race frantically. Her voice reaches my head. “Luna, I can’t hold them back for long. There are too many of them and they are extremely strong. I’m trying
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132 : Deja-Vu

VERENAA primal snarl escapes my lips as I bare my teeth at them. “Their scent is foreign. They are not from this pack.” Serena tells me with a cautious voice and stands tall on her paws, growling at them. “They have strong auras.” These aren’t ordinary wolves. Who are they and why are they here? The auras radiating from them send a shiver down my spine. A knot of dread tightens in my gut. The wolves from my pack join me, gaining the attention of the foreign wolves. I mind-link Kyla. “We are here. Are you still inside the basement with the girls?” I ask. “Yes, I am here. There are several men roaming the halls of the cottage, searching for us. I am masking the scent of my blood so that they don’t find us.” She replies, her voice slightly shaking. “Blood? Are you injured?” I ask, my stomach coiling with worry. “I fought a few of them and one of the wolves attacked me. So I had no choice but to hide. These wolves are strong. They killed the guards on duty here like it was nothin
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133 : Her Return

VERENAOne rogue gets a lucky bite on Serena’s hind leg, drawing a searing pain that makes us stumble. Another wolf slams into her side, sending her sprawling into the dirt. The wolves surround her. Panic claws at my throat as I hear their growls and watch them stare down at me, baring their teeth. A powerful maw comes down at her, teeth inches from her throat. Time seems to slow down. Adrenaline rushes into our system, and Serena twists her head, feeling the razor-sharp teeth scrape against her fur. She slams her legs back into the attacker’s chest, sending the wolf flying back with a surprised yelp. Heaving, panting, Serena scrambles to her paws. Blood drips from the wound on her leg, painting the dirt red. The wolves circle, their movements measured, predatory. This isn’t a fight anymore—it's a hunt. One of the larger wolves charges at her first. Serena meets him head-on. He’s stronger than the rest. We both feel a searing pain on the shoulder as the large wolf sinks his teeth i
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134 : The General's Invitation

ELIJAHI tap my boot against the gleaming marble floor of the Alpha King’s mansion, suppressing a sigh. Just a couple of hours ago, Cyrus barked orders through the call, saying that the King requested my presence. He didn’t give any details, just “get your butt here” kind of vibe. That fucker. I don’t like to waste my time waiting for anyone. Except Rena and Ezra. Still, he is the King, and I wouldn’t be caught disrespecting that piece of shit, especially when he owns my pack. What does he want this time? Hopefully, it's something important because I got better things to do than twiddling my thumbs in his foyer. Cyrus’s call had left a bitter taste in my mouth. The guy never reaches out with good news. Since Rowan took control of my pack, refusing his ‘proposals’ isn’t exactly an option. So, I am pretty much stuck in this situation. It fucking sucks to take orders like a damn dog. But my hand is tied. Giving up the pack was the only way to keep Rena safe then. I have no regrets re
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135 : Cut Ties With Her

ELIJAHI huff. “My social and romantic calender isn’t any of the King’s concern, General,” I reply. A cruel smile twists the corner of Cyrus’s lips, the amusement in his eyes devoid of warmth. "Oh, it most certainly is,” he purrs, his voice sending a shiver down my spine despite the heat simmering beneath my veins. "The King needs to know who his precious pet plays with, what secrets he keeps. After all, a disobedient pet needs a firm hand, wouldn't you agree?"His words make my jaw clench. A sense of unease ripples through me. “What are you insinuating?” His gaze sharpens, the amber light from the window turning his eyes into molten gold. He leans forward and his face is half-shrouded in shadow. "We've heard rumors," he says, his voice being low and measured. "of an alliance you've been forging. An alliance with… Verena Valentino. Done without the permission of the king.” He states, emphasizing the last words. My eyes narrow, meeting his gaze with a challenge. “Alliance,” I rep
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136 : Verena Is A Threat?

ELIJAHMy body stiffens, a cold dread pooling in my gut. An attack! No. I push his hand from my shoulder, a growl erupting from my throat that echoes in the room. “Attack? The King thinks he can bully his way into another pack's territory without repercussions? Does he think I'm blind to his pathetic games? A full-blown attack without cause? The High Council would have his head on a silver platter for such a blatant violation!" Cyrus shrugs, the casual movement sending a shiver down my spine. “The High Council?” he repeats, a sardonic smile twisting his lips. "We'll deal with them when the time comes. The King has a way of… persuading people to see things his way. Haven't you noticed?" My eyes go wide in horror. The King has been skirting the laws? And the Council has turned a blind eye? A cold dread settles in my stomach. Fury surges through me. My hand clamps around his collar, yanking him up and slamming him against the wall. Cyrus doesn't even flinch at my outburst, b
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137 : Rebellion

ELIJAHCyrus’s lips stretch into a humorless smile, devoid of warmth or amusement. “See it how you want,” he says, his voice dripping with cruel indifference. “But the truth remains—disobey the King’s orders, and the consequences will be swift and brutal. Your precious Verena, your son, the entire Moonlight Pack… collateral damage in a game you can't hope to win. I hope you can live with that burden, Elijah, when the screams of the people you love echo in your ears." His warning hangs heavy in the air. “To be honest, I don’t want this either. But what can I do here? The King is sick but his men have already been given orders. I’m just communicating it to you. So think carefully, Elijah,” his voice softens a little, something flickering in his eyes. “I’m giving you advice as someone who’s worried about you as well as Verena. Obey the King’s orders. Be a good pet. ” "I'm not going to be his puppet any longer," I snarl, my words firm with rebellion. I slam my fist against the desk
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138 : Wedding Plan

ELIJAHJoshua’s eyes turn wide, his jaw dropping slack for a moment. Then, a grin splits his face wide. “Really?” he bonds, his voice filled with disbelief and delight. "You're not pulling my leg here, are you?” he asks. “No, I’m serious, I admit, a touch of desperation creeping into my voice. "I know it's a crazy time to even think about this, but Verena… She's important to me. And right now, she needs me. Her pack, everything she holds dear… it's all in danger." I explain everything Cyrus had said, the weight of his threats pressing down on me. As I explain, Joshua’s frown deepens, his face etching with a mixture of concern and anger. “That tyrannical pig!” Joshua roars, slamming his fist on the desk with a force that makes the papers jump. "Now they're going to dictate who you can love as well?"“I won’t let them control me. That’s why I need your help.” I say and he looks at me. I sigh, “Facing Rowan head-on is a suicide mission. I need the pack's help. I’d need the entire
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139 : A Terrible Mistake

ELIJAH “Rowan will find other ways to separate us, but once I get married to Rena, we can plan how to break the pact together. For now, this is the best way to prevent Rowan from attacking her.” I say. It isn’t the ideal plan, but it's the only way I can protect them without breaking any contact with her. Though, I’d be the happiest if Rena becomes my wife again and Ezra stays with us. I’ll have my family back with me“That’s a great idea!” Irene squeals. “Oh my Goddess! I can’t wait for you two to get married again.Just propose to her already!” I frown. “I can’t do that on text. It will sound so…” “Unromantic?” Josh asks. “Yeah.” “Then go to her pack right now and propose to her. Don’t waste time,” Irene says and grabs my hand. “Hey! I don’t have a ring yet,” I say as she pushes me towards the door. “Argh! You are such a disappointment. Then we need to go shopping tomorrow and buy a ring for her. No, wait. Let's go right now!” She yells and pushes me out of the office door. “
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140 : Leg Injury

VERENAA dark shape materializes in the doorway, momentarily blocking the moonlit path that stretches across my bed. My heart skips a beat as I recognize Elijah’s silhouette. As he steps closer, the moonlight baths his face, highlighting the sharp angles of his jaw and the worry etching in the lines around his eyes. Despite the tension that clings to him, a warmth spreads through me at the sight of him. “You’re here,” I say, feeling excited. I missed him so much. I instinctively push myself off the bed, but a strange sensation washes over me. My limbs feel heavy, an invisible weight pinning me to the mattress. Panic claws at my throat as I struggle to move. Why can’t I move? “Hush, calm down,” he whispers, his husky voice soothing my tense nerves. He takes the chair beside the bed and looks at me, his eyes glinting with sadness. Why is he sad? His eyes slide to my leg and he watches it for a few minutes before he utters. “I’m so sorry.” I frown. “Sorry for what?” I ask, wanting t
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